..Unless men started wearing skirts and went oh well then,In a attempt to leave before things get of hand,I'm held up against the wall with my mouth c...vered while she whispered "I understand",In my mind,what the fuck is going on,Raced in my mind,so that's what those men were looking for,Little did I know i was the temporary prisoner,She wanted to mouth sealed until the men are gone from the shower,Heard two grunts,footsteps and the door slammed shut,She released her grip...however she didn't. As he worked, he laid out the finished mud treated shafts in piles of ten, waiting for the mud to dry, but also counting the piles when he was done. He found that he had eighty four new shafts from his foraging.It was the greatest number of arrow shafts he'd ever seen in his lifetime. A good hunter might never need so many arrows even for a lifetime of hunting. Eagle Claw had three quivers full of traded arrows in his lodge, but that was probably no more than forty five arrows. Eagle Claw was a. Instantly obliging, I slid my hand inside her opened blouse and felt the yielding silky softness of her breast beneath my fingers contrasting with the jutting erectile hardness of her nipple against my palm."Put your hand where you put it this afternoon," she said, with a catch in her voice.Sliding my other hand up under her skirt, I was once again surprised at her boldness. She wasn't wearing any panties. She quivered in apparent ecstasy as I caressed the smooth firmness of her ass."The. "Well it's obvious that I'm not in the Inn anymore," thought Brianna dryly as she looked down and examined her outfit.But Brianna didn't give her new attire much consideration as she now looked around her and noticed that she was in a cell that had three stone wall with bars on the forth wall facing into some form of hallway. There was a toilet in the corner of the room to her right and her bed on the left. She could see some stairs of to her right that lead up. How she was dressed was less.